Page 56 of King of Hearts

“I’ll let you set her up, and please explain to her exactly what should be done every single time she comes in for a visit. I’m pretty sure it isn’t normal for her to strip down with the doctor still in the room each time she comes in for a checkup.”

The nurse’s mouth gaped.

Taylor grabbed my wrist, a silent question about where I was going and what I was about to do.

I gave her a small smirk, hoping to lessen the worry in her eyes.

“I need to talk to Dr. Kline.”

Her blonde eyebrows narrowed. “Juan…”

“I’ll be right back” was all I could get out. If the nurse knew what I was about to do, she’d call the police. I waited, unsure if Taylor would put up a fight or not.

She slowly released my wrist, giving me a tiny nod, and I knew she understood. She’d grown up with the devil…of course she understood. I leaned forward once again, pressing my lips to her forehead before exiting.

I walked down two doors until I saw the shitbag in question typing away on his computer. His face was still slightly red, and if he’d had any sense in his goddamn brain, he would have left the building.

I walked into his office and shut the door behind me.

Dr. Kline stopped typing and rolled back in his office chair. “I don’t think you should be in here.”

I tilted my head. “Really? How strange. I think it’s you who shouldn’t be here.”

“She’s a fucking tease, did you know that? She came in with these tiny shorts and her shirt showing half her breasts. She’d openly talk about how horny she was…she was asking for it,” the shitbag explained through clenched teeth.

“So, because she’s a beautiful girl and unsure of how these appointments are supposed to go, not to mention completely alone…you preyed on her?”

I stalked forward, forcing him to cower into his bookcase.

“No. She wanted it. She wanted to get off, and I just helped her.”

“Would you have fucked her? Is that what you had planned for today? Thinking you could take advantage of the fact that she’s in her third trimester and so hot and bothered she would need a mediocre fuck to help her?”

The good doctor clenched his teeth while he shook his head.

“No. No, it was a one-time thing.”

I drew closer until I was directly in front of him, hardening my tone as I asked again, “Were you going to fuck her today?”

“No…I…”

I slammed my hand into the bookshelf next to his face.

“Okay, fine…fuck. Yes, I was going to. If she wanted it, I was going to offer it.”

I grabbed him by the collar and slammed his face into his desk. His hand rested next to his keyboard, and I didn’t waste any time pulling a blade from the holster hidden under my shirt. I sank it into the back of his hand and covered his mouth to smother his scream.

“The only reason I’m not cutting off your hand is because I have an appointment to get to, but trust me…if I want it gone, it will be.” I pulled the blade free and wiped the blood on his face. Hovering close to his ear, I asked, “Do you understand?”

Finally, he nodded, and I let him go.

“Clean yourself up. Try to call this in, and you might be signing your death certificate.” I placed a single playing card down on top of his bleeding hand. It was the calling card for El Peligro, the king of hearts with a bleeding black heart inked into the middle.

The way the doctor’s eyes bulged meant he knew who it belonged to.

I left him there to figure out what he wanted to do with it. I walked out of his office and down two doors, until I found Taylor’s exam room.

“Okay, she’s all set. The ultrasound takes place at this location. It’s out this building and down the street.” The nurse held up a card with an address on it. “They will be expecting her in about twenty minutes.”

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